In the Direction of the Moon

I think these lyrics as more accurate:

I am a wall of sand and stone And you you're some kind of ivy I'm trying to hold As best as I can As best as I can But I'm a disaster I could not be burning faster I stick my arms into webs I take my meals with weirdos And play with my rocket ships And all the while you you are so composed So composed So composed You are the most gracious thing I know Touched by crooking flowers touched by snow

And I (I'll put my rockets away) I think your fantastic And I (I'll put my rockets away) I know that you care I'll put my rockets away If you (I'll put my rockets away) are a house of skin and air

I've been running off of fumes again I've been running off my mouth I've been running in the hours between midnight and dawn in the direction of the moon With the impression that's the way the way to find your house So hey I will build your bastion And hey How long can you put up with these questions? When you got nowhere to go Except into the terrible air

And I (I'll put my rockets away) I think your fantastic and I (I'll put my rockets away) I know that you care I'll put my rockets away If you (I'll put my rockets away) are a house of skin and

Erring on the side of culture apparently past Come down from the good rack crystal glass

Cause I I'm a wall of sand and stone And you You're some kind of ivy I'm trying to hold As best as I can